Mackenzie Jane Martin is my full name. Call me kenzie. I wake up at six every morning to feed my annoying baby sister,Betty, some applesauce and send her back to bed. Betty is two, and she cries every morning. She gets applesauce, goes back to bed, and at seven she cries again until her diaper is changed. I am fifteen, and my mother died when Betty was born, so it is just me, Betty, and my eight year old brother Ben. I ride my horse bareback to practice everyday, and I hate
the girls I practice with. They all have moms that are watching and cheering them on, meanwhile I have my horse. They all can jump, but their horses are not as nice as mine. My horse storm, was rescued in a accident coming home from the grand prix jump off. The owners were killed, and the vet chose to give me the horse, for I am the reason he is alive, because I called the cops and helped him get out of the smashed trailer. His leg was crushed, and he was completely crazed. He could not walk but he hopped on three feet, his fourth just dangling. He had cuts, all over, and whip marks from the rider training him aggressively. He did not trust anybody, and was scared out of his mind. I retrained and started jumping the grand prix winning jumper.
If you truly want to know, I'm jealous of the other girls. I'm just the girl raising two kids and has a fancy horse. I don't have a dad, he is a drunk freak that is in Italy or Japan. They have such perfect lives. I can't even begin to describe how much I want what they have. But they are mean to me, so I have to be mean back. That is all I have to say. Oh, and one more thing, Sara, is my half sister, but she has no idea, and I hate that her mom knows and doesn't care about us, so I hate Sara.
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The Timid Jumper
AdventureA true story of a girl (me) who jumps a timid horse. jumping was the horses passion, but people are raised from their seats when they watch the horse jump incredible heights, making the 13 year old unbalanced at times. Will this young girl survive t...
